Chapter 84

In the dimly lit room, I stood, absorbing the cacophony of voices and the hurried shuffling of feet, the atmosphere charged with tension. Bianca's words from the afternoon reverberated in my mind.

“Jared was very hard to kill,” Bianca had said, her voice laced with frustration. “We've sent about five assassins after him, but all we've managed is to eliminate his doubles. He's more of a coward than you can imagine, always hiding. That's why it took us three months to track him down, dismantling his hideouts one by one. The last place is here, and we're launching our final attack tomorrow. But there's always the fear he'll slip away again.”

As I recalled her words, the clamor around me grew louder. The crowd was a storm of movement and noise, their shadows dancing on the walls as they tried to break through the door. In response, I withdrew the serum I had been safeguarding and, with a sense of resignation, injected it into my arm.

Suddenly, the door broken, and I was engulfed by a sea